After Nan Liangsheng left with Xia Qianqing, the night sparrow also slowly appeared from Su Jiming's side.

She looked at her own son and reminded:

"Shizi, that sword is still outside..."

Hearing this, Su Jiming looked at the night sparrow beside him.

However, when his gaze fell on the girl, a trace of surprise flashed unconsciously.

The night sparrow's hair was so fluffy that it looked like it had just come out of the bushes, and the branches and small flowers were tangled in it, and the corners of its clothes were dusty, and I don't know where it got dust, and a few green leaves and a little yellow twig or two happened to be caught in her hair.

The girl's brows frowned slightly, and her cherry lips were tightly pursed, revealing a somewhat troubled look, which looked both embarrassed and cute.

Su Jiming was a little amused, and said:

"How did you get it like this?"

Hearing Shizi's question, Night Sparrow replied honestly:

"I want to help Shizi put that sword away."

But judging by the results, it seems to have failed.

Su Jiming was helpless in his heart, the Evil Sword was a fateful magic weapon, so it was naturally unlikely that it would be easily taken away.

Looking at the appearance of the night sparrow, it is likely that when he was close to the Evil Sword, he was shocked out by the power of the magic weapon itself.

- A bit overdone.

Shaking his head, Su Jiming squatted down, patted the dust on the girl's clothes, and began to carefully arrange the branches and leaves in her hair.

After a while, Night Sparrow looked much more normal, at least not as embarrassed as it had been at first.

He said, "Are you hurt?" ”

Nightfinch shook her head.

"It's good that it's not hurt."

He didn't blame the girl for her reckless behavior, stood up, walked towards the door, and asked casually:

"Where's the sword?"

Night Sparrow shook off her fluffy short hair, quickly followed Su Jiming, and responded:

"On the altar."

After walking out of the cave, Su Jiming saw at a glance that a few trees in the distance had broken off, and the bushes had sunk in, as if someone had smashed a deep pit.

He turned his head to look at the night sparrow beside him, and the girl was unconscious.

Shaking his head helplessly, Su Jiming turned his head to look in the direction of the altar, and the Evil Sword was indeed there.

Just above the altar, the Evil Sword was silently suspended, half of its body wrapped in dense ancient characters, as if it was still forbidden and sealed; The other half is like the stars in the night sky, dark and mysterious, the sword body is covered with complex and ancient patterns, and the part of the sword body that has been banned and sealed is like a bottomless darkness.

Beneath the stone bricks of the altar is the reflection of the sword, looming, intertwined with light and shadow.

Su Jiming walked in front of the Evil Sword, even though it was in a state of half-unsealing, the Evil Sword did not show any intention of resisting him.

After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his hand, and recalled in his mind the mantra about the Evil Sword being put into his body:

"The spiritual light shines in the mirror, I know each other, everything returns to the roots, and the sword enters my hide."

As the words fell, his fingers caressed the blade of the Evil Sword, and the part he touched seemed to be real and virtual, as if he had touched an invisible force.

Su Jiming tried to sense this power and let it gently integrate into his body.

After some time, he felt the weight of the Evil Sword gradually disappear, and the blade became transparent, as if it was about to melt into the air.

At the last moment, he felt a shock to his divine sense, and his eyes were white, followed by countless sword sounds in his ears.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the altar, the Evil Sword had disappeared, and only his own figure was left standing alone on the altar, and a small sword appeared in his consciousness.

At the same time, a line of small print appeared in front of my eyes.

[Destiny Weapon: Evil Sword (Adaptable to Destiny: Lingyun Plus Body)]

[Personality Adaptation: Yes]

[Characteristics of life: Determine evil, enter evil, and chaos gods]

- It's finally here.

Su Jiming sighed secretly.

The characteristics of the life artifact are often related to its rules, and the characteristics displayed in front of him are also the same as what Su Jiming has learned.

The so-called determination of evil, Su Jiming has already shown, the sword must be hit... It's a rule that can't be dodged, can't be resisted. Chaos, on the other hand, is a rule that can plunge the enemy's mind into confusion and confusion, and can temporarily weaken the enemy's will to fight and judgment, causing him to make wrong judgments at critical moments.

The last item is even more outrageous, a trait that can interfere with the operation of the enemy's spiritual power, which can make the enemy unable to accurately control his spiritual power for a period of time, causing his skill release to be skewed, or consuming more spiritual power.

The combination of these three characteristics makes the Evil Sword more inclined to be an auxiliary magic weapon, which cannot be dodged by attacks, weakens the enemy's combat power, and interferes with its spiritual power control, for Su Jiming at the moment, these characteristics are obviously much more useful than attack characteristics.

He put the Evil Sword into his body, felt the connection with the sword, and knew that he had one more hole card to save his life in the future.

Of course, it's still far from really mastering this sword...

At least it wasn't until he officially stepped into cultivation that he could fully master a life artifact.

And now he is very difficult to even use.

At the end of the distant mountain road, a corner of the canyon is exposed, the canyon is like an ancient dragon coil, and the middle peak is towering like a blade, and it is extremely sharp. Looking up, the mountain tops are filled with fog and clouds, and they are faintly visible.

Looking further away, the silhouette of Lin Hai looms, stretching like a green carpet, and when you look closely, the treetops are misty and your vision is blurred.

Although it is autumn, the closer you get to the depths of the mountains and forests, the more you feel the night air.

I don't know if there are more dangerous things waiting for him in the deeper mountains and forests.

In short, Su Jiming could already feel that the vitality floating in the forest was thicker than the fog.

After a long time, Su Jiming withdrew his gaze, looked at the night sparrow beside him, and said:

"Let's go, Nightfinch."

"Where does the prince want to go?"

"I'm back in Bianzhou."

Su Jiming stretched his waist, and the long-term plan finally came to fruition.

As for what's next... I'd better leave it to myself in the future.

"Phew-"

There seemed to be an eagle's cry, from far to near.

The carriage jolted along the plain road, the stones tumbled under the wheels and made a clattering sound, and the sturdy horses pulled the carriage hard and plunged headlong into the direction of the rising sun.

And this time, after all, he has entered the rivers and lakes.

Su Jiming looked out of the carriage, the morning light passed through the clouds, the dawn of the faint light appeared at the end of the line of sight, and the twilight was like smoke blown away by the wind, gradually dissipating into the sky.

Or is it already in the rivers and lakes?